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Rite to Reign

Boxed Set

Genre: YA Urban Fantasy, Paranormal Romance

Something wicked this way comes…

Willful witches, supernatural sorcerers, cruel queens, and powerful priestesses fall out of favor and rise to rule in this highly sought-after collection of spellbinding stories!

More than 20 award-winning and bestselling authors have come together to curate this bewitching boxed set collection of the best PARANORMAL ROMANCE and URBAN FANTASY books in the genre, each brimming with stories of royal magic.

Journey through worlds of danger and mayhem, where witches and warlocks battle for influence and wizards fight for unrestricted power.

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Featuring Stories from :

USA Today bestselling author Heather Marie Adkins

Teresa Roman

JJ King writing with Candace Osmond

USA Today bestselling author SJ Davis writing with P. Mattern

Scott Hungerford

USA Today bestselling author Shawna Romkey

USA Today bestselling author Ash Krafton

USA Today bestselling author Christine Ashworth

Anna Santos

Melissa Winters

Colleen S. Myers

Andie M. Long

Alex H. Singh

Sabrina Ramoth

L.C. Ireland

Louisa Bacio

Grace White

Helen Scott

Carma Haley Shoemaker

Kyndra Hatch

Mirren Hogen & Stephanie Barr

E.B. Black

Ella Middaugh

Kat Parrish

Tanya Dawson

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From Queen Witch by Elle Middaugh

I took the spiral steps so quickly, I felt like I was flying. When I reached the bottom, though, I stopped dead in my tracks, instantly gutted by the horrifying scene before me. My skin went cold. It was like all color had drained from my body.  

Blood pooled on the dusty floor, streaming between the grasses that poked up between the old stone tiles. It dripped down the side of a rough stone bed and puddled at the top where Gage lay clenching his teeth and clutching his side. He’d been stabbed.  

I sprinted over, unsure if I should even touch him. He’d lost so much blood already.  

“Oh, my God, Gage! Hang in there, baby, I’m gonna....” I looked around for some options, suddenly feeling faint. There was a thorny cactus growing wild in the corner. “I’m gonna fix you right up, okay?”   

“Okay,” he said, through gritted teeth.   

Sweat dripped down the small of my back as I quickly thought up a spell.  

“Cactus with a desert flower, bless him with your healing power.” I moved my hands from the plant over to Gage, but no magic followed. The cactus hadn’t disintegrated.   

Panic welled in my veins.  

“Eliza,” Gage groaned, trying to roll onto his side. “Use your light magic.”   

Of course! That must’ve been exactly what I needed to do. 

“Okay, okay. Powers that inside me dwell, heal my prince so all is well.”  

Again, I aimed my hands at Gage, but again, nothing happened. No magic formed. Neither did the headaches.  

“I don’t know what’s going on!” I shouted, feeling the pressure and frustration.   

If I didn’t figure something out soon, he would die. His side was still gushing out blood. The scarlet pool on the floor was spreading. 

“It’s okay,” he said, trying to reassure me. But the weakness in his tone only ratcheted up my terror by at least ten notches. I couldn’t lose him.   

I quickly reassessed our surroundings. It was like an abandoned desert outpost. Militant in its simplistic design. Everything was bare except for a few used goblets, an empty stone basin for washing, and a shabby vase of wilted yellow flowers tucked into a dusty corner.  

Maybe there was a medicine kit in the cupboards?  

I rifled through, toppling over unmarked spices, some jarred staples with a long shelf life, and packets of freeze-dried essentials, but I found nothing useful. My whole body tensed as defeat drew near.  

How was I supposed to win this trial without magic? The thought of losing Gage, even within a vision, was unspeakable. It cut me open, brought every emotion I had for him to the surface, and doused them all in stinging salt.  

I took a deep breath. What were my options? I couldn’t use magic for some fucked-up reason. There was no medicine. Nothing to stitch him back up with.  

Gage moaned faintly from the cot. 

Come on, Eliza, think! You’re a witch. What, other than magic, would make a witch qualified to compete in this trial?  

I stared at the half-empty goblets. Then up at the unmarked spices. Then over to the stone basin. And finally to the wilted flowers. 

Potions! Witches could brew potions! 

I rushed over to Gage, carefully avoiding his blood on the floor.  

“Hold on just a little longer, okay?” I said, putting a palm to his forehead. It was covered in sweat and hot as a branding iron. He groaned, but I was certain he hadn’t even heard me.   

I was running out of time.  

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